Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: Marry To Rival's Son : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Chapter 32As Mose stood frozen, eyes still on the trail of dust left by the black Ferrari, his fists clenched by his side, a sharp screech echoed in front of him.A sleek black car halted just inches away, the passenger door flung open before he could even process what was happening.He turned quickly, instinctively defensive, only to find the last person he expected. Ethan was behind the wheel, his expression unreadable but urgent.Mose’s eyes narrowed. “What the hell are you doing here?”“I know you don’t trust me,” Ethan said flatly, not wasting time on pleasantries. “But right now isn’t the time for that. We can catch up to them, that's if we leave immediately.” There was a pause, no longer than a breath.Mose didn’t ask questions, his gut was screaming louder than logic. He got in without another word, slamming the door shut. Ethan shifted the car into gear, tires squealing as they peeled out of the driveway and vanished into the dark night.“Do you think we can catch up with th

Chapter 34Elena stirred awake, her lashes fluttering as her senses adjusted to the soft light in the room, her gaze landed first on the sleeping figure beside her. Mia, curled up in an awkward position on a chair, her head resting gently on Stefan’s shoulder. Her expression was calm in sleep, but the dark circles beneath her eyes told a different story .Stefan sat still, eyes half-closed but not asleep. He hadn't rested at all, his eyes never left the woman by his side, and he was still fully clothed from the night before. Neither had Mose, who sat near the foot of the bed, eyes steady on Elena the entire night, like a silent guardian.As soon as Elena sat up, their eyes met. Mose was on his feet in an instant, reaching her side before she could move any further."I'm fine," she whispered, offering him a small smile.He didn’t speak, just gave her a silent nod and gently guided her back down, making sure she didn’t strain herself. Then,

Chapter 36Elena licked the last trace of frosting from her thumb, pushing her empty plate aside with a satisfied sigh. While, Mia leaned back in her seat, sipping from her glass of water, her eyes deliberately avoiding the two men still hovering quietly nearby.Stefan sat on the arm of the couch, scrolling aimlessly through his phone, while Mose leaned beside the wall, eyeing the women with a tilt of disbelief."They're really not talking to us," Mose murmured under his breath."Apparently not," Stefan replied, not lifting his gaze.Inside the dining room, Mia stood and brushed imaginary crumbs from her simple cream blouse. “I need to get out,” she said, more to herself than to Elena. “Shopping usually helps.”Elena’s face lit up. “Let’s do it, should we call Sienna?”Mia nodded, “Sure.” Elena grabbed her phone and dialed Sienna's number.“Hey, Sienna,” she said once the call connected. “Mia and I are going out to shop, you in?”On the other end, Sienna’s voice was warm but regretful

Chapter 38She stared at the frail woman on the bed, then back at Stefan, as realization settled in. All this time… he never once spoke about her, never mentioned her name.The last time Mia had heard anything about Stefan’s mother, she had just turned eighteen, freshly returned from boarding school. Whispers in the elite circle spoke of a scandal, a drug overdose. Some claimed she’d passed, others said she was flown out of the country. The media had covered it up swiftly, cleanly, like she had never existed.After that, it was like she vanished from the face of the earth. Mia, like everyone else, had assumed she was dead. But she wasn’t, she was here. And all this time… Stefan had hidden her, and protected her alone. Mia’s eyes slid to him slowly. He stood beside the bed, rigid and silent. There was no anger in his eyes, only grief. A grief that never left, a grief he had clearly carried alone. And suddenly, she saw him differently.He would have been twenty when it happened… Just t

CHAPTER 40Stefan sat on the edge of his bed, freshened up and dressed down in a simple shirt and joggers, the glow from his laptop casting soft shadows across his face. His fingers hovered over the keys, but his mind was far from the documents before him.His thoughts drifted to the conversation he had earlier with the doctor. “We’ve been trying for years, Stefan. Years. And the kind of response we couldn’t get, happened in just a few minutes today.”The doctor had called him into the office as soon as he and Mia stepped out of his mom's room, he thought it was another usual briefing, maybe a suggestion to change meds, or update care routines.But the doctor’s face had been different this time, it was hopeful, surprised still. He too was stunned by how his mom had reacted.“She called you her son, she didn’t scream when you touched her, she didn’t push you away either. And your wife, she allowed her to touch her. That woman hasn't let anyone near her like that in months. It’s a brea